she didnt even puke last nite, shes finally hit champion status. i think im in love
I dont know whether to be proud of myself for not driving, or being proud that i was so messed up I couldnt drive
I'm sorry for the crack den comment. You have a lovely apartment.
he thought i was a dude.
I got a hennah tattoo of my room number on my arm...I love spring break in Mexico!
Whatever. We're stealing a penguin. Your not allowed near him... You did this to yourself.
I think "banned from Amtrak due to excessive projectile vomiting" would sum up the evening quite nicely.
He was banging holes in the kitchen wall with pots. They tried to pull him away but only managed to pants him. He kept "drumming".
We found her naked passed out on the bathroom floor. She didn't even make it to the shower. She was clutching the bathroom rug.
We need to tone down the drinking before our 7pm class. I don't remember receiving any of these handouts.
I woke up with my wool blanket soaking wet on the dorm room floor, and my sweatshirt hanging on the shower door down the hall. So basically my camp-out-in-the-bathroom idea didn't turn out as planned
So this is my life now? Laying in bed texting about Hulk penis?
Wake up. Smoke. Masturbate while eggos cook. Go back to bed. Smoke. Body spray shower. Beer with breakfast. Class. Morning of a champion.
I made soup. Now I'm having post soup making wine. I had pre soup making wine also.
Forget work, lets run away, rob banks, and have kinky sex with fuzzy handcuffs.
IT'S LIKE YOU READ MY MIND.
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